Monday, September 3, 2012

September 3, 2012. Western Head, NS. The Last Supper.

Tomorrow, Gill,  Mary and Clif leave for home, so Sunday night we ate dinner together at our house, so we could all say a proper goodbye.  Mary and Walt came too.    The food was good and the conversation lively so everyone enjoyed the evening.   But when it was time to say goodbye, Gill refused, but instead said that we must meet for tea this afternoon to say a final goodbye, again at our house.

Our summer 2012 has been fantastic.  The weather has been magnificent.   Now it has been dry.  The lake is low and people are fearful of their wells, but the sun shines every day and the sky is always blue, which in Nova Scotia is unusual.   Perhaps that is why we are reluctant to see the end of the summer.

This afternoon, around our kitchen table,  we bid a fond and final farewell.  Gill is ready to be back to work and Mary and Clif are returning to Delaware and a construction project.   Soon Ken and I will begin our journey to the south, first to the farm, then on to Mississippi and Texas.  We expect to meet again next June, 2013,  when we will enjoy each others company again.  God willing and if the creek does not rise.  No telling what is around the corner at our age.

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